Lost

Hacking off the fat I'm sick of having
And laughing off the backstabbing
Till I'm asthmatic
Backing off the packs I'm sick from hacking
My smile is cracked
And I'm asthmatic
Stained my fabric
And lost it's magic
Nowadays all it does it stop the panic
That's not how I planned it
Everything ain't panning out
Well ran outside to go stand in
Rain to calm my brain down
And watch it drain down the drain
To stop the scramble
I'm too much to handle
Mom can give you examples
Even in shambles
I will chop samples up
With no scalpel
More likely pads and stuff
It gets rough sometimes
Just be alright with that
Because the lucky times
Are gonna be right back
Don't give a fuck who lies
And know you on the right track
If you give up your mind
What you got left
Just a fucking life sack
That's worth nothing guy
So keep plugging
In time you're gonna get your light back
Yeah I like that

Beat up the odds
Neat brought the odds
Up a hill till you couldn't see
It P running no recharge
You deleted your quads
Life two feet never needed a squad
Sounds right to me
Life never gave me a reason to even jog
Right man leave we steaming and moving on
Moving on yes
Next chapter for me I guess
Looking back well I just couldn't clean the mess
You left stressed I'd imagine but I never knew what happened fully
You hid it from me
Then you dipped
So it's road to recovery
The road's slick
And I'm sinking in
The butter sometimes
We're both sick
And you think that's another lie
But don't trip
We'd be together in another life
With bows and ribbons
No hoes and chickens
Sucking on mine
Or yours for that matter
Always believe the chatter first
And I'm supposed to believe your worst lies
It hurts when your eyes say
One thing that your mouth doesn't
It hurts that I can't leave the bed
To piss without judgement
But fuck it
I guess I'm cursed to be a wild
Loud mouth mother fucker amounting to nothing